Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Jacob Miller to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Essential Logic,
The Doors,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Khruangbin,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kaleidoscope,
Altered Images,
Reagan Youth,
The Raincoats,
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
the Germs,
Saccharine Trust,
DNA,
Shuggie Otis,
The Knickerbockers,
The Beau Brummels,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
Fatback Band,
Inner City,
Tom Boy,
Alphaville,
Urselle,
Blancmange,
The Slackers,
Terry Callier,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
U.S. Maple,
The Move,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
Iggy Pop,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Vogues,
Oneida,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Normal,
Lakeside,
Arcadia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Lynne,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.